Telling Lies, loving you

As Michelle didn't know how to love, she stumbled and got hurt all the way.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Michelle showed up on time in front of the bus stop across the street. She got on the bus heading to her company. Although it was crowded in the bus, her heart was very calm.

This was the life of ordinary people. She didn't know when would their life end, but now it was just the beginning.

It was the peak time of the street. When she just walked to the entrance of the company, Michelle stood there with a strong desire to fight.

Floor 23.

When the elevator door was opened, Michelle walked out on her five centimeter high heels. The assistant's office was very close to the elevator. Because it was made of glass, she could see clearly what was happening inside.

Obviously, the assistant hadn't arrived yet.

'Actually, it's good to be the president's secretary. The salary is high, and she has her own independent space.' But the next second, she rejected her idea.

Michelle knew what's going on. But she couldn't help but step towards the voice. She saw the door of the CEO's office was not closed. There was

she felt disgusted, but she still wanted to know the

bra and woman's clothes were scattered on the floor, mixed with men's trousers and

face was red. Before she was found, Michelle dashed into the opposite office without saying anything. Leaning against the door, she

trace of mockery flashed through Scott's eyes as he watched that figure leave in a hurry. Then he slowly

how long it took for her to calm down.

to the CEO's office was opened. A coquettish voice came from behind the door. "Scott, miss me." As the woman's high heels faded away, Michelle collected the documents on the table and was about to hand them to

her breath was rushing, "President, the documents you want

the door open after the man

chair, Scott looked at her playfully.

about to turn around and leave, she heard a cold voice behind her. She was so scared

"How was the play?"

she was going to die a miserable death. She was so unlucky to have

smile, but it was worse than crying. And she pretended that she didn't know anything. "Scott, I don't know what you are